Epilogue: Being Seated

You hear yourself moan as the wolf-girl takes your entire cock into her mouth, and for a split second you think you've regained control of yourself, but instead of leaping up from your seat and running to the farthest hills, you feel fur fill one hand as it grips the girl's mane, guiding her up and down your shaft.

It feels great, and the terror of losing control of your own body does nothing to dim the pleasure as you feel the girl's rough tongue lapping at the underside of your cock, hear the whine of her pleasure at being dominated or see the wag of her tail. The **** controlling you seems to enjoy it as well, and it's not long before you feel the orgasm building within your loins.

With both hands, your body grabs the wolf-girl by the head and buries your cock in her mouth, the rising spasms of pleasure filling your whole body, drowning out the sensation of the fur in your hands, the mouth on your cock and the beating of your own heart.

It's not until the pleasure fades that you realise you can't feel any of those things anymore, and while you've regained the ability to look around, you see that you're actually floating a few feet above yourself!

Your body sighs with satisfaction, tucking its dick back into its pants and patting the wolf-girl on the head before going to sit next to Lily. The wolf-girl gives you an embarrassed look before slinking back to her own desk. You try to follow your body, but no matter how much you struggle, you can't get more than a foot away from the ghost girl's desk.

You guess it's your desk now.